April 22, 2011 |
The British indie rock band Yuck were one of the breakout acts at the South by Southwest Music Festival in Austin, Texas, last month. But lead singer Daniel Blumberg, the 21-year-old Londoner who stood to the far left of the capacious outdoor venue Stubb's during SXSW and sheepishly noted that the NPR Music showcase was the biggest gig of his group's young life, would prefer that the group not be known as a "buzz band. " "It is nice, when people talk about the band," says the guitarist, songwriter, and visual artist, who will be releasing a set of solo piano songs under the rubric Oupa in June.
September 10, 2010 |
Live music and more, tonight through Thursday, compiled by Shaun Brady, Tom Di Nardo, James Johnson, Sara Sherr and Jonathan Takiff. POP . . . plus Flyleaf: Texas-based rockers churn passionate, Goth-heavy anthems bleeding with the knife-sharp vocals of Lacey Mosley. Electric Factory, 421 N. 7th St., 8:30 tonight, $28, 216-627-1332, www.electricfactory.info . XFS Philly Song Cycle: Think a game of "musical chairs" transformed into a concert. This Fringe fest fave features dozens of local performers, each given mere seconds to get on (and off)
October 3, 1997 |
One of my favorite modes of transportation is my blue Schwinn Hollywood bike, perfect for riding to shows in the oncoming cool, crisp fall weather. If you want to know how to get around the city safely, Trophy Bikes (757 S. 8th St., 215-625-7999) offers a 90-minute class Saturdays to help prevent the dumb things motorists and bicyclists often do. With that in mind, here are some bands worth biking to this week. For 20 years, wide-eyed and wild Jad Fair has been trying to convince the world that you only need love songs and monster songs with Half Japanese and his various solo projects.
August 3, 1997 |
The music industry's desperate determination to make electronica the event of 1997 has taken various and sundry forms as the year has progressed. There have been massively hyped albums from big-beat techno artists the Chemical Brothers and the Prodigy and electronic soundtracks to would-be blockbuster movies such as The Saint. Perhaps the most cleverly conceived - and certainly one of the most musically intriguing - effort to win the hearts and minds of adolescent record buyers, however, arrives in the form of Spawn: The Album (Immortal/Epic )
August 19, 2002 |
Rather than seek polished professionalism, Paul Westerberg strives to capture moments of seemingly offhanded brilliance. At the Theatre of Living Arts on Saturday night, Westerberg, playing solo, walked a line between a rocker's focused energy and a slacker's nonchalance, and the sold-out audience was eager to catch him whenever he stumbled, which he did often. Because of his work with The Replacements in the 1980s, Westerberg is the patron saint of ramshackle, disheveled rock-and-roll.
June 26, 1999 |
The Houston Comets tied a WNBA record for longest winning streak at the start of a season, rallying from 12 points down in the second half to beat host Washington, 72-69. Cynthia Cooper had 28 points and eight assists and Sheryl Swoopes had 19 points and 12 rebounds last night as the Comets improved to 7-0, matching the start of the 1997 New York Liberty's season. For a while, however, the Mystics (1-6) were on the verge of making history as they bid for the biggest upset ever in the three-year-old league.
June 22, 1986 |
You'd think that the gathering of first-generation rockers Jerry Lee Lewis, Roy Orbison, Carl Perkins and Johnny Cash would touch off at least a few sparks, but Class of '55 (Smash ): is a lackluster affair. The music is, for the most part, slow and portentous - "The Birth of Rock and Roll" heaves itself across your stereo speakers like a decrepit ocean liner, for example. The album's closing song, an extended version of John Fogerty's "Big Train from Memphis," is a tedious, everything-but-the-kitchen-sink mess.
August 16, 1987 |
I can't tell you just how awful the language is on Guns and Roses' Appetite for Destruction (Geffen ), particularly when it comes to women. I can't tell you what the singers want to do when they tell "baby" to "turn around," and I can't tell you their favorite profanity, which is inserted into choruses they sing over and over. But I can tell you that it's easy to understand why these obnoxious hard-rockers have become a popular Los Angeles attraction: Good songs, good vocals, sometimes even good lyrics - I mean, wordplay is something you don't expect from obnoxious hard-rockers.
November 3, 1998 |
With PJ Harvey, there's always an explosion coming. When the diminutive powerhouse walked on stage at the sold-out Theater of Living Arts on Sunday, she presented a composed, becalmed front. Harvey wore a tasteful leather jacket over her black halter and knee-length skirt. She smiled sweetly and began with "Catherine," a delicate tale of obsessive love from the new Is This Desire? (Island), the critically lauded rocker's most subdued album. The vengeful envy of the male narrator - " 'Til the light shines on me, I damn to hell every second you breathe" - was conveyed with sublime detachment.